When I try to name it I come up short. Is it depth that I feel here in my hometown? Is it community? 

In so many ways, I don’t know this place. Like any healthy city, it keeps growing and changing. And for most of my life, I’ve done my growing and changing somewhere else. 

But when I visit Lexington, when I stroll down Central Avenue or Ashland or South Hanover, I’m walking through layers of personal and family history.

If I lived here, these layers might weigh me down. But since I don’t, they ground me.